[Chapter 332: Three Big Gifts]
"How long before we see results?"
"For the short-term goal, it'll take at most two months."
"And the long-term goal?"
"That requires time, and we have to find the right opportunities and entry points. Let's tentatively say two years."
"Good. Get this done, and there's a big reward waiting for you."
"Master, I don't need rewards. I just want you to come and indulge me often."
"No problem. I'll satisfy all your wishes."
"Then could you stay here a few extra days this time?"
"I want continuous attention from you, Master. I have a lot more tricks to show you."
"Alright then, I'll stay in Washington for three days and really spoil you, you little devil."
"Master, you're so kind. I'm the happiest."
"But since this is the White House, it's inappropriate for me to stay here all the time, so I'll head back to the hotel tonight."
"Okay. Which hotel and room will you be at? I'll have someone book the room next door so I can come find you."
"Alright, let's get up first. In the morning, help me with one more thing."
"Master, just order."
"Arrange for me to have a private meeting with Bill for half an hour."
"Master, you want to meet Bill alone? Are you going to tell him about us?"
"Don't worry. It's just a reminder not to mess with my company. Also, when you deal with the Douglas family, get him to help out."
"I can influence him without you having to negotiate with him directly."
"Be obedient, do as I say." He lightly but firmly patted her butt.
Unexpectedly, after that pat, she immediately blushed and, with seductive eyes, said, "Master, do you want to spank me again?"
A sweet and joyful song soon played again.
Although Bill and Hillary each kept to their own business, she held considerable influence over him. Though Linton had just asked for the meeting on short notice, she quickly arranged it for him.
At 10:30, in a small reception room at the White House, Linton met Bill Clinton.
After the staff brought coffee and left the two alone, Bill asked, "You're Linton Anderson. What do you want?" He wasn't particularly enthusiastic, keeping it businesslike.
What surprised Bill more was that Linton didn't seem fond of him either. Without a word, Linton scanned the room to ensure no cameras or bugs were present.
Then he made hand signs and muttered a chant. An invisible slave mark formed and with a gesture, it flew into Bill Clinton's forehead. Bill Clinton immediately fell asleep.
Ten minutes later, Linton saw the slave mark completely enveloping Bill Clinton's mind.
Snapping his fingers, Bill opened his eyes, shook his head in confusion, and upon seeing Linton, knelt before him. "Your servant Bill, greetings Master."
"Alright, stand up and sit down."
"Don't call me Master from now on. Call me Linton or Mr. Anderson."
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"I heard you sent people into my company, trying to scheme against it?"
"Sorry, Mr. Anderson. It was my fault. I'll have Harvey Weinstein cancel the mission immediately and make sure it never happens again."
"I'll also try to arrange some supportive policies for your film company."
"What kind of support?"
"Hollywood film companies mainly have three types of policies I can try for."
"Tell me about these three policies in detail." This was truly unexpected.
"First is tax support. Your films Speed and The Rock align perfectly with America's national themes, promoting our values globally with great box office success. If your upcoming Independence Day reaches the same success, I can arrange for your company to be exempt from taxes for two years."
"Wow, that's huge. Two years of tax exemption equals at least 500 million dollars in savings for a film company. Good, keep going."
"Second, considering your films The Fault in Our Stars and Get Out care for vulnerable groups, plus several patriotic blockbusters you produced, I can arrange for key cultural support funding next year."
"Key cultural support funds, yes, this is good, how much money can it be?"
"Not much, maybe around $50 million."
"Fifty million is a nice amount. What about the third policy?"
"You know about the United States Agency for International Development, right?"
"It's the executive agency for foreign economic aid, managing most of America's bilateral economic assistance. It aims to 'eliminate poverty, fight disease, and promote democracy.' But actually, it exports American's freedom and democracy culture worldwide, cultivating representatives globally and sometimes acting as a political tool for intervention and reshaping geopolitics.
Hollywood films play an important role in this cultural export. I can have USAID arrange annual sponsorship of no less than 50 million dollars to your company starting next year."
"Excellent, very good." Linton didn't expect such a great outcome -- just next year could bring an extra 350 million dollars. No wonder people say power is wealth.
"Serving the Master is what a servant should do."
"Another matter I want you to handle."
"Please give your orders, Mr. Anderson."
"Hillary is helping me plan dealing with the Douglas family. You think of ways to cooperate and complete the job together."
"The Douglas family in New York?"
"Their control over the New York Times has been problematic, constantly opposing the government. Last year, they opposed the information superhighway plan, and now they're blocking the healthcare plan. It's time to deal with them properly."
"I don't care how you do it, just get it done. You two work together to bury that family within two years."
"Understood. I'll make sure the mission is accomplished."
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